I'd like to say that the reason why I haven't been writing much lately is because I've been sooo busy. Untrue. Let's recap:
A few weeks ago, I flew up to visit my family in the Bay Area for my Grandparent's 50th Anniversary. They had no idea that we were throwing a surprise celebration for them, and it was really wonderful to be apart of something so monumental.
I don't get to spend as much time with my family as I'd like to, (distance being a big reason), and it's funny because, when I had them close, I didn't take advantage of them as much as I wish I had. In fact, I couldn't wait to get out of the house upon graduating, and my seldom visits were dictated by the holidays, not my own volition. I had this notion that the farther I went away, the less I would need them. Even after college and moving to LA, I thought the same thing.
And then you get to see your entire family celebrating two people who've spent most of their lives together, and you feel how important they are to you, despite the gaps of time you've spent apart. You sit down with your grandma and grandpa, and ask them for advice because they really have seen it all. You take a beat and actually spend time with your family instead of rushing through another obligation, when you're just trying to go out with friends.
You really see your family for the first time, and appreciate them in a brand new way you never thought you could.
And it's really nice.